_Part of me wishes,Everyone could spend one lunch hour a weekThe way I spent mine today.All I didWas visit a teacher…A teacher home ill.The other part of meIs mad,Confused and hurt,The way one always isWhen they’ve encountered sufferingSuch as I did today.My aunt had cancer.My cousin had cancer a few years before.She just went to a few radiation treatments,And life went on as normal,She was fine.I thoughtThat was how it would beWith my favorite aunt, too.So when I heard about the appointments,I just wished her well.When there were more and more,I began to pray.But when I started to hear stories,Of just how rough things were,And when phone calls were madeWith weeping to be heard,When they encouraged me to go see her,I refused.